In Cary’s early days, Chatham Street was also U.S. 1 and 64, plus U.S.70 and 54 also went through Cary. For a sleepy little town, there was traffic going through from New York to Florida. Even so, there were few restaurants or places to get food. Here are a few memories.

My dad had such a passion for education. I don’t know that he had all the advantages when he was growing up, so he wanted every boy and girl in Cary to have better opportunities and a better school system.